My contracted vagina slowly relaxes around the massive dildo and gets used to its size. I grab one breast as if the owner of such a limb had done it. Then I put the bird up to the root inside. A few times I will slowly go out and back in. It’s pleasure. Such that the pace of my hand is accelerating. I can’t help but get a few sighs out of my mouth. My husband never did it that well. I stab like an artificial cock faster and faster until it clicks and squeals down there. I like to watch the scene down there wrapping my black latex with my juice and the artificial acorn shattering my depths.